When I go back
pictures of the past come
the most pleasant memories have become fairy tales
Come and then go.  
Look with other eyes
Changing colors may talk to me teach me
If it had been, I would draw you into oblivion
Orchards bloom when the time comes.  Oh, time…
I will write tears and sorrows, in a book that has no title
I will not go back, I will not have a meeting I will not go back … To go back.
I won’t have a meeting.  
I won’t go back… 


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